Henson, you will be wide receiver until I tell you otherwise, is that clear?" Coach Burton snapped. He turned towards me. "Coach Martin, how long has ...r. Henson been a tight end?" Ummm ... fourteen days, Coach," I replied."Fourteen days?" Coach Burton said. "That may be a record, Coach." It is, at least since I've been here," I answered."Coach?" Brian asked. "What's going on?" The other wide receivers, except John and Ian, tried to stifle their laughter."Coach Martin will enlighten you after. “At least, I like it when I know why you’re doing it and what for.”I smiled back.“It excites me too,” I confessed. “I could keep myself bare all the time if you wanted?”“Let’s save it for special occasions,” he grinned. “Like tonight.”We dressed in near silence, both feeling increasingly anxious as the hands on the bedside clock gradually moved towards the magic hour of nine o’clock. Once dressed, Pete passed me my clothes and jewellery item by item as I requested, his hands trembling as he. "A second later Vanessa started moaning as well and as Mike let his fingers run over her pussy lips he could feel a shiver go through her whole body. For a moment she seemed to loose balance a bit and Mike felt her pussy press into his chin before she straightened back up and let him continue working on her.He felt Nelly bouncing up and down on his dick with greater force and more erractic movements now, her single moans had been replaced by a constant stream of sharp breathes cut short and. I moan as its head slides out. It’s been in me a while now, at least 2 hours. I reach over to the bedside drawer and get a tube of lubricant. I make a show of applying it, lifting up and grinding my hips around as I slowly spread it in my relaxed rosy. It is cool at first, but soon warms up. You stand there, watching me while stroking your sweet member. I open my legs as far as I can and lift them towards my shoulders. I am open to you. You lower yourself between by legs, then lay on me, gently.